christmas eve will find you

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WHO: Nill & pretty much anybody.
WHERE: Her church.
WHEN: Christmas Eve, ~9 P.M.
WARNINGS: None.
SUMMARY: There was a Christmas Eve mass thing at Nill's church last year, and she decided to provide refreshments and invite her friends this year.
FORMAT: Whatever! Go ahead and start your own threads, tag around, etc. Backtagging is okay and

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after mass; by cookie table

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[So far, everything had gone rather well. Nill was trying to keep herself calm, doing her best to preserve her new dress. She hoped she could make it through the rest of the evening without her powers acting up. After talking to Kanaya, she was pretty sure that being very happy was what made her clothing change, now. She didn't know why it had changed, but she wasn't complaining. The blonde munched happily on one of the chocolate chip cookies she'd baked, hovering around the treat table to make sure nothing was depleted too quickly.]

[tastesrainbows]

[ speaking of, kanaya came up, carrying a tote bag and looking terribly excited! she's got a surprise and she can't wait to get it out ]

Oh, I'm glad I found you, Nill! I, um, brought some items that may be of interest to you.

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[Seeing the troll, a smile made its way to Nill's face. She waved a bit, placing her cookie delicately on a napkin as the other girl approached. She tilted her head a bit, curiously eyeing the bag. She honestly had no idea what it could be, though she and Kanaya had talked about it just a few days ago.]

[tastesrainbows]

[ she brings the bag around front and starts digging through it ]

It's a part of the exchange we'd discussed.

[unetrustworthy]

[A tiny girl enters the Church, the worn soles of her sneakers barely making a sound as she slipped through the large doors. She glances around for a moment, seemingly recognizing a few of the stained glass panels, but takes care not to meet anyone directly in the eye.]

[A hand falls to her chest, as if she had once carried something around her neck. She heads directly for one corner of the Church, where a table of lit and unlit candles sat in front a religious statue. Sparing a glance at the kind face, the Holy Mother, she reaches for a wick and lights a candle.]

[After a quick prayer, she makes the sign of the cross and turns to head back into the night.]

[likethetragedy]

[Elektra originally had just come on to put in a donation and quickly leave. She might not have much to give anymore but, it seemed like the right thing to do. The environment kept her here though. It was beautiful... and distracting. Right about now she needed distracting.

Once it was over she heads toward the refreshments. One quick drink of something then she'll head out. It is cold out there after all. Elektra is not in a rush to run back out now that she's gotten a chance to get used to the warmth.]

[justasdamaged]

[Rita is stopping in this evening to give away cookies. She still has a ridiculous amount of containers with her of it. Someone may want to help her set them down? Or wonder why she even made that many to begin with what even...]

[purmoncul]

[Sirius arrives a bit early, and finds a seat.

When the service starts, he sings well enough, and observes the rest of the mass with a sort of detached amusement. The sermon is a bit painful, if only because he doesn't actually want to think about anything, but the socializing after is the real goal.]

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[Nill finds him shortly thereafter, his present in her tiny hands. She'd spied him halfway through the service, and had gone to the sacristy to retrieve the box holding his knitted gifts. She approaches him quietly, wings flitting behind her back as she smiles, offering the gift forward.]

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Happy Christmas, Dovie!

[The present is going to have to wait until after a gentle hug.]

The service was lovely, though far less Latiny than expected. The Catholics are falling down on the job- oh what's this?

[He knows FULL WELL what it is, it is a present, and therefore the best thing ever! He pulls a large leather wallet out of his pocket and produces an incongruously large box out of the wizard-space inside it.]

Can we open them now?

[All the care in the world cannot keep Sirius from turning into a giant eight year old at Christmas, apparently.]